Pain Wanders Through My Bones Like A

The Fields Stretch Out In Long Unbroken Rows. We Walk Aware Of What Is Far And Close. Here Distance Is Familiar As A Friend. The Feud We Kept With Space Comes To An End.

The Darkness Has It's Own Light.

Over Every Mountain There Is A Path, Although It May Not Be Seen From The Valley.

Live In A Perpetual Great Astonishment.

A Lively Understandable Spirit Once Entertained You. It Will Come Again. Be Still. Wait.